Zhu Fen looked at the archer and asked angrily, "Who is this person? How can he have such a wonderful archery skill?"

The officer at the side said, "It should be Zhang Yu, the second in command of Lianhuan Village. He is born with extraordinary arm strength and has practiced archery since he was a child. After he understood the inheritance, his archery skills are even more amazing."

Zhang Yu on the sentry tower laughed loudly and shouted, "A bunch of useless people dare to break into my Lianhuan Village? Listen to me, if anyone dares to show his head again, don't blame me for shooting him with an arrow."

Seeing that Zhang Yu had severely damaged their morale, the officer quickly suggested to Zhu Fen: "General, although the mountain road cannot support a large army, their sentry tower cannot support too many people either."

"With your skills, if you are willing to lead a team of elite soldiers in armor to fight, you will definitely be able to take down this stronghold."

He looked at Zhu Fen expectantly, hoping that this master who had comprehended the inheritance would be able to lead the elite troops in the army to fight the enemy and boost morale.

But after listening to the advice of his officers, Zhu Fen frowned.

At the same time, Zhang Yu's hand seemed to leave a trail of afterimages. Every time he pulled the bow, four or five arrows shot out at the same time, like waves of arrow rain shooting towards Lin Xing.

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Because Zhu Fen had been leading his soldiers to suppress riots for some time, this was the first time they saw Lin Xing's performance on the battlefield.

Looking at his men's expectant eyes, Zhu Fen said coldly: "Didn't you hear what Lin Xing said before he left? Don't send troops to follow him."

Zhang Yu stood on the watchtower, with a clear view of the entire battlefield, and suppressed the entire situation with just one man and one bow.

However, the terrain of Lianhuanzhai was too dangerous, and the soldiers were unable to take advantage of their numbers.

Zhu Fen became even more confused after hearing this, and looked at Lin Xing as if he was looking at a fool.

"In the end, walking slowly worked best. The position and direction of the arrows are easier to remember."

So under Zhu Fen's order, the soldiers had to charge again.

Zhang Yu aimed at Lin Xing again in disbelief.

Watching Lin Xing take a step forward, he actually slowly walked towards the village gate.

This time he gathered all his strength, pulled the bow like a full moon, and shot the arrow with the sound of wind and thunder...but Lin Xing dodged it again.

On the other side, Zhu Fen and his soldiers were also shocked to see Lin Xing strolling leisurely on the battlefield, and watched Lin Xing dodge three consecutive arrows from the opponent so "slowly".

As the sound of bows continued to rip lives off, Lianhuan Village remained intact and the soldiers' mentality gradually collapsed.

He quickly warned, "I can do it alone, don't send any soldiers to follow me."

Zhu Fen looked at Lin Xing in surprise and said, "Why don't you try it?"

On the watchtower, Zhang Yu looked at this opponent whom he had not been able to hit with a single arrow from beginning to end, and he became more and more anxious and uneasy.

As Lin Xing got closer to the watchtower, several mountain people took out bows and arrows and aimed at Lin Xing.

The next moment, Lin Xing was seen casually spilling a can of kerosene, and then casting the Spirit Fire Spell.

At the same time, Lin Xing on the battlefield dodged several waves of arrows and was getting closer and closer to the village wall.

I saw a fire dragon rising into the sky, circling for a while and then crashing into the village gate.

When Lin Xing, who was sitting in a carriage, arrived at the battlefield, what he saw was such a stalemate.

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Looking at Lin Xing who was walking towards him step by step, a trace of anger flashed across Zhang Yu's face. In his opinion, this was clearly a provocation.

In the end, no matter how Zhu Fen urged the soldiers, they were unwilling to charge forward.

On the other side, Lin Xing slowly walked towards the direction of the mountain village, recalling the location of the next arrow in his mind.

An officer stared with wide eyes at Lin Xing walking in the rain of arrows: "A skilled person is bold, it's true that a skilled person is bold."

"How is that possible?"

Then, as Lin Xing thought about it, the ruler in his backpack soared into the sky and flew around him like a fish.

But something happened to Zhang Yu's surprise. Almost at the same time he released the bowstring, the other party dodged to the side, as if he had predicted it in advance. A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes, and he quickly drew his bow and aimed his arrow at Lin Xing again.

After a moment, a trace of fatigue appeared in Lin Xing's eyes, as if he had experienced countless life-and-death battles.

The longbow in Zhang Yu's hand trembled, and the arrow whistled through the sky.

After dodging the arrows shot by the opponent again, Lin Xing thought to himself: "Is it going to be a rain of arrows next?"

With the help of the object control technique, Lin Xing felt that the ruler had become an extension of his arm. His reaction, speed and flexibility were greatly enhanced.

An officer nearby suggested, "General, while Commander Lin is opening up the situation, let's send troops to support him."

"I have to do it myself, what's the point of you guys?"

Seeing that Lin Xing actually reached out and grabbed an arrow and threw it to the ground in the rain of arrows, the officer next to Zhu Fen couldn't help but praise him: "I've heard that Commander Lin is very brave and once charged into the enemy camp and captured the leader of the bandits alone. I originally thought it was an exaggeration, but today I know what it means to be the bravest in the army."

Listening to the excitement and admiration of his officers, Zhu Fen's face became increasingly gloomy.

Then he saw Lin Xing standing in front of the two armies, looking motionlessly in the direction of Lianhuanzhai.

He no longer simply dodged, but used the ruler flying beside him to block some arrows that were difficult to dodge.

Another officer at the side swallowed his saliva, and looking at Lin Xing getting closer and closer to the village wall, he couldn't help but sigh: "He dodged every arrow so closely, what courage, speed and reaction does it take."

Lin Xing's mind flashed back to the time when he was shot to death again and again. He thought to himself, "If I just keep rushing forward, I won't be able to remember the location of each of the opponent's arrows, and it will be difficult to recover."

"Are there any archers?" Lin Xing looked at the steep terrain of Lianhuan Village. He was worried that his training in the art of controlling objects was too slow, so he couldn't help but laugh: "Let me give it a try."

Lin Xing recalled the last time he rushed towards the bandits in Wolong Mountain and was finally rescued by his own people.

On the other side, Zhang Yu on the sentry tower had already drawn his bow and arrow and aimed it at Lin Xing, sneering, "Another one looking for death."

The officer said anxiously, "General, this is a situation that Commander Lin opened up at the risk of his life. We can't act on impulse."

Then another gust of wind blew up and the fire spread wildly.

Looking at the burning village, Zhang Yu's heart sank, realizing that the situation was hopeless.

Looking at Lin Xing who was manipulating wind and fire, he knew that as long as this master was present, he would have no chance of defending Lianhuan Village.

Zhang Yu thought of the elderly, the weak, women and children left in the village, and he began to hesitate.

(End of this chapter)